"Senior..." Cheng Anya wanted to push him away, but he hugged him tighter. She secretly smiled bitterly in her heart. The senior tonight was so unexpected. Just read the novel.
Was it Ye Chen's appearance that disturbed the senior's calmness?
"Don't say anything, just listen to me." Yang Zekun hugged her tightly, as if he was rubbing the fragrant body that he had loved and tortured him for seven years into his own bones and blood, and there would be no more separation.
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"Anya, I love you, God is my witness, I love you, I don't care about Ningning. When I fell in love with you, I knew you had Ningning, but what does it matter? I once thought about giving up, I once played
It’s a very difficult game to play, and I couldn’t pass the last level. I once thought that as soon as I passed it, I would give up on Cheng Anya.”
"It's been seven years and this game is no longer as difficult as it used to be. I've passed the last level countless times. I've passed it as long as I pressed the enter key countless times. But in the end I still couldn't press it. I didn't want to give up.
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"If I don't like you because of Ning Ning, then how noble I am, Yang Zekun. Anya, believe me sincerely. In this life, I have been moved by Cheng Anya."
The warm voice had a hint of hoarseness, and there was a touch of sadness and pain in the night. The whole night seemed to be crying for this man's deep love.
Moved to tears.
Cheng Anya's heart ached like a knot, and her heart was filled with sourness and swelling pain, which spread through her bones and blood one by one. She was so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry.
Her mouth was full of bitterness. This love was too heavy and she could never repay it in her lifetime.
"Senior...I..." Cheng Anya didn't know how to refuse this heavy love. If it had been another man, she would have slapped him away and rejected him ruthlessly, leaving no trace of tenderness.
But this person is Yang Zekun, a senior who has treated her like a day for seven years, giving silently and never asking for anything in return.
"Anya, if love is an investment, why don't you invest all your energy and time in me? I, Yang Zekun, will ensure your happiness throughout your life."
Cheng Anya opened her mouth, biting her lower lip, and said nothing.
Seven years of emotions surged out, like a volcano erupting, hot and violent. Cheng Anya would be lying if she said she wasn't moved.
Yang Zekun was a good man. Because of this, Cheng Anya didn't dare to hurt him so recklessly. If she agreed, it would be a lifetime thing.
"You can think about what I said carefully, okay?" Yang Zekun didn't want to push her too hard. His eyes were full of pampering, and he quickly changed the topic, "Anya, although I'm not in a hurry.
I want you to promise me right away, but can you do me a favor?"
"Senior, you said, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help." In this case, even a hard-hearted person would not refuse his request.
"Can you pretend to be dating me for a while, pretending to be a couple of fake lovers? The old man is forcing me to get married. I'm really fed up with having an unknown woman waiting for me when I go home every day." Yang Zekun
It was very sincere and distressing.
Cheng Anya just smiled, hiding her bitter smile, and nodded, "Okay!"